I sat at my desk staring blankly
at my computer screen waiting for
an email or some resignation that my plans
for advertisment have at least been seen or approved.

I was just cleaning up my workspace
when my secretary came in.  She smiled slightly.
"Sara, how can I help you?" I smiled at her though
my brain was virtually fried.  "I don't know how to ask

this," she rubbed her brow nervously.
"Just go on and say it."  "I need next Wednesday
off."  "Why's that?" she sat herself on the edge of my desk.
"Well its my wedding anniversary and I would like to be home

for the special day.  You know?"
"I understand, but you know Wednesday we have the
meeting about the merger," I reminded her and she cringed.
"Please, I'll do anything for this day off please," she begged leaning

into me accidently giving me a peek
down her blouse.  "Anything?" I raised an eyebrow.
"W-w-why are you looking at me like that?" she jumped
off my desk.  "I think you know how you can earn that day off.,"

I smirked.  "I couldn't," she looked away.
"Alright then," I closed my briefcase.  "I'll see you on
Wednesday."  "Wait!" she stops me as I head to the door.
"Maybe...we can work this out," she tugged playfully at my tie.

"I knew you'd see it my way.  Close the blinds
and lock the door baby," I demanded sitting down in
my chair.  She did as I said and sat on my desk once again.
"Hair down," I began to rub her inner thigh gently and slowly.

"Yes sir," she shook out her hair and looked
away from me.  "Strip," I turned her jaw to me and
kissed her roughly.  She began to strip all too quickly.
"Slower....make it sexy baby," I began to strip myself as well.

She slowly began to shred her usual uniform.
I didn't take my eyes off of her the whole entire time.
She sat herself back on my desk and waited for my next
command.  "On my lap baby ," I pulled her onto me kissing

her neck gently.  "Now, show me exactly
why you want that day off," I rubbed her body.
She kissed from my neck down to my chest slowly
licking, sucking, and nibbling playfully all along the way.

She bit my thighs gently swirling
her warm, wet tongue over each centimeter
of skin.  Suddenly, I feel her mouth close over me.
She took me in quickly suckling lightly gradually sucking

harder and harder with each beat
of my heart.  I nearly burst when she clawed
at my thighs.  To make the moment last longer, I
pulled her to me and kissed her deeply entwining my fingers

in her long, silky hair.  She didn't resist
the kiss, in fact, she welcomed the invasion
of my tongue into her mouth.  She pressed her body
tightly against mine.  Without me demanding it, she slowly

glided herself onto my cock.  She
grinded our hips together arching herself
into me.  Her breasts at the perfect postion for
me to suckle on her erect nipples.  She moaned softly

careful not to let the building know
exactly what we were up to.  Her pussy was
warm around me.  Silky wet and extremely inviting.
She picked up her pace riding me faster breathing heavier

than before.  I stopped her, picked her
up and pushed her against the wall and began
to thrust deep inside her.  I kissed all over her creamy,
perfect skin.  I kissed and licked her neck, breasts, and shoulders.

I was on the edge and there was no
way of turning back.  I had no want to turn
back.  She wanted me.  I wanted her and nothing
was stopping me from cumming inside her.  Not at thing.

Her warm juices ran down my cock
and all over our thighs.  She gasped for breath
quivering from the power of the orgasm.  "So, sucessful
roleplay?" she smiles panting heavily.  "Of course," I smile.

She kisses me gently.  "I love you Connor."
"And I love you Maria," I kissed my wife softly.
"We gotta do this more often," she quickly began
to dress.  "Its on the top of my list," I pull on my slacks.

"I'll see you at home tonight," she kisses
me once more before leaving my office and
smiling at my real secretary, Roger.  He looks at me.
"I think I know what you've done," he smirks.  "Shh," I whsiper.
"Don't tell the boss," I joke.

Lavender silk hangs on her
slender frame.  She smiles at me
as she slips on the lace lingerie.
Her hair falls over her shoulders

her bare shoulders that is.
She crawls into bed beside me
to give me our usual good night
kiss.  Only, tonight, the kiss

soon turned into a feverish make-
out session.  Her fingertips teased
my skin.  She had me pinned to the
mattress.  She kissed her way down

my neck to my collarbone nibbling
along the way. She kissed my chest
through my shirt rubbing her lips
over my pecs.  I was breathing heavily.

She grinned at me plotting her next
move as though this was a game and
I was her opponent.  She tugs at my
shirt until I remove it from her way.

She kissed down to the waistband of
my sweatpants then slowly made her
way back up my torso. She kissed me
once more on the lips.  She had teased

me into a frenzy.  My heart was pounding
and I was nearly doing backflips I wanted
her so badly.  She kneels over me smiling.
She knows what she's done.  She knows.

She knows she's tease.  She knows I
melt whenever she kisses me.  She
knows how much I want to make love to her.
She knows it all, but she's just a tease.